Hot Air Balloon
I know a baby boy who found a dream stuffed in his closet
He brushed aside his tinker toys and tucked it in his pocket
Tied the laces on his boots and scurried off to catch the bell
Serenades an empty room when he is called for show and tell
Shuts his eyes and tastes the clouds alone in his hot air balloon
Lifts beyond the atmosphere and starts to drift towards the moon
Humming old forgotten tunes while waltzing in his own embrace
Shouts from heaven down to earth, "Is anybody still awake"?
He brushed aside his tinker toys and tucked it in his pocket
Tied the laces on his boots and scurried off to catch the bell
Serenades an empty room when he is called for show and tell
Shuts his eyes and tastes the clouds alone in his hot air balloon
Lifts beyond the atmosphere and starts to drift towards the moon
Humming old forgotten tunes while waltzing in his own embrace
Shouts from heaven down to earth, "Is anybody still awake"?
Credits
Writer(s): Ashton Stubblefield
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